Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 117 A Night of Madness (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Xinzheng was still very lively at night. Yang Che and Zi Nu's intimate moment on the bridge was quickly seen by passersby, but no one interrupted the scene.

A stunningly beautiful couple were making out intimately on a bridge under the moonlight. Such a beautiful scene did not seem like a rebellion against social norms to passersby, but rather a release of emotions that was hard to describe.

Gradually, more and more pedestrians gathered around, but no one went up onto the bridge. They didn't want to disturb the man and woman on the bridge, fearing they would ruin the scene before them.

After an unknown amount of time, when Zi Nu felt her breathing become rapid and her head was spinning, she quickly pushed Yang Che away, afraid that if she continued like this, she would suffocate.

As the cool night air entered her chest again through her breath, Zi Nu's mind cleared, and she awoke from her previous state of debauchery.

However, as her mind cleared, the memories of what had just happened surfaced even more vividly in her mind. Realizing her loss of composure, she subconsciously touched her slightly swollen lips, and her face flushed crimson in an instant. Just now, just now—

Zi Nu wanted to glare at Yang Che, but she didn't have the confidence to do so. Just now, she had taken the initiative.

What made Zi Nu even more ashamed and indignant was that there were many people watching under the bridge. Under the moonlight, she could see everything under the bridge, which meant that she could also see everything on the bridge from below.

Realizing this, Zi Nu was even more embarrassed and dared not look at Yang Che, let alone the people under the bridge.

In her helplessness, Zi Nu, who had already been shown to be weak, once again chose cowardice and jumped off the bridge. Amidst gasps, the female owner of Zi Lan Xuan lightly touched the water's surface with her feet, using it as leverage to flee into the distance. However, her panicked state of mind caused a slight lapse in her otherwise excellent lightness skill.

Whether the color was too dark or too light, the hem of the skirt was quickly soaked.

Yang Che quickly chased after her. Just as Zi Nu stepped heavily and half of her calf was already submerged in the water, Yang Che swiftly swept past her from behind, grabbed her waist which he had just measured with his palm, and flew across the water like a bird. With his sleeves open, he glided into the air.

Amidst the gasps of the crowd, a man and a woman soared into the sky, towards the bright moon, like celestial beings, before disappearing into the night.

After a series of regretful sighs, an even more heated discussion ensued.

Tonight, countless people will find it hard to fall asleep.

Zi Nu was held in Yang Che's arms, looking at the tall buildings, flowing water, bridges, and pedestrians rushing past below. She felt confused yet also had a thrill she had never felt before.

At that moment, she felt as if she had the whole world under her feet, looking down on everything in the world, as if nothing was worth caring about, because the whole world was at her feet.

A lofty heart makes the world vast; a boundless mind allows one to roam the world freely.

Moreover—Zi Nu turned her head to look at Yang Che, and for a moment she was in a daze, "This is the man I chose!"

"Faster, higher!" After a moment's hesitation, Zi Nu let go of all her burdens. Now that she had made her choice, she should enjoy it to the fullest. So she shouted and urged.

She wants to fly faster and higher.

"I obey." Yang Che was flying through the air with the beauty in his arms. He felt an unprecedented sense of joy, and his True Qi circulated extremely smoothly. There was even a faint trend of breakthrough.

Having combined the strengths of both the Huajian and Butian schools, Yang Che's lightness skill had almost reached its peak. At this moment, he brought the elegance of the Huajian school's lightness skill and the swiftness of the Butian school to their fullest potential.

In terms of lightness skill alone, even the two strongest members of Nightfall in the entire Xinzheng at this moment might not be able to defeat Yang Che.

With a final leap, he will be adorned with a demonic aura, leaving the night to languish in his wake.

At extreme speed, Zi Nu's skirt fluttered in the air, and she couldn't help but stretch out her palm, spread her fingers, and feel the wind passing through her fingertips.

For some unknown reason, she suddenly clenched her fists again, as if that were a way of grasping the wind.

She seemed to have discovered some novel toy, her hands suddenly opening and then clenching, repeating this over and over, laughing out loud, thoroughly enjoying herself.

"Faster, faster!" Zi Nu had forgotten everything at this moment. She only wanted to indulge herself tonight, to let all her troubles be blown away by the wind, and let the wind blow away all her unhappiness.

"Want to try something even more exciting?" Yang Che, already in high spirits, was further inspired by Zi Nu's unrestrained and exuberant behavior, which fueled his heroic spirit and wildness.

"I want it." Zi Nu nodded firmly and quickly. At this moment, she had forgotten everything, forgotten her identity, her age, her responsibilities, her worries about the future, and her anxieties. Now, she only wanted to act according to her body's feelings.

"Then let's go." Yang Che turned in one direction in the air and headed in another direction.

Zi Nu looked forward to it, hoping that Yang Che would take her to do something even more exciting.

As she looked forward to it, Zi Nu became even more curious. What exciting things would Yang Che take her to do?

Soon, Zi Nu's expectations were answered, and a magnificent mansion appeared in her sight.

It has vermilion gates and high walls, pavilions and towers, and is extremely luxurious.

"The General's Mansion?" Zi Nu's eyes widened in surprise. She seemed to have figured out what Yang Che was going to do with her.

The General's Mansion was an even more terrifying place than the Han King's Palace. No one in the entire country dared to covet it, not even Zi Nu.

But at this moment, when she realized what Yang Che was going to do, she did not hesitate at all, which was completely inconsistent with her steady personality.

"Yes, that's the General's Mansion." Yang Che laughed loudly, rushed over the high wall of the General's Mansion, and stomped to death the guard dog that was about to pounce on him.

"Assassins! Assassins!" Yang Che's loud announcement instantly alerted the guards of the General's Mansion.

Amidst gasps of alarm, countless guards rushed out, determined to capture the arrogant assassin.

Amidst countless lit torches, Yang Che's figure constantly shifted, transformed, and moved with incredible speed, causing the guards to chase after him from east to west, yet they couldn't even touch a shred of his clothing.

"Great, great, so exciting!" Zi Nu laughed.

Yang Che wandered back and forth in the General's mansion, causing chaos throughout the entire General's residence, yet he did not harm a single person.

Gradually, more and more guards arrived, and assassins from the night made their move, surrounding Yang Che from all directions and constantly compressing the space in which he could move around.

Gradually, Yang Che was surrounded by a tall building.

High up in the building, General Ji Wuye, dressed only in his undergarments, stared grimly at the guards who were closing in from all directions. He watched the figure gracefully maneuvering amidst the guards' encirclement, his killing intent barely concealed.

"I will definitely tear you apart with five horses," Ji Wuye said coldly.

The assassins didn't infiltrate; they were assassins who made a big show of themselves. The assassins didn't harm anyone; they just kept dodging. This unusual behavior made Ji Wuye think of a possibility.

That shouldn't be the case; it doesn't make sense.

But it doesn't matter. Once I catch you, I'll get the answer from you.

In Ji Wuye's view, the two assassins were already surrounded by guards. The increasingly narrow encirclement left the assassins with no room to move, and they were captured in an instant.

Just as the guard threw out the golden net to cover the assassin, a sword light suddenly rose up, instantly knocking away the golden net that was impervious to swords and blades.

The assassin leaped from the shattered golden net, and to Ji Wuye's almost incredulous gaze, the man flew towards him like a fly taking flight.

The figure was incredibly fast. Even more strangely, he clearly saw the assassin rushing towards him, but the assassin vanished into his darkness.

In that instant, Ji Wuye felt a chill run through his body. The figure suddenly appeared from the darkness and was already in front of him, staring at him through the window.

Under the mask, only a pair of eyes could be seen.

What kind of eyes were those?

Ji Wuye was shocked and threw a punch at the assassin. He admitted that he had underestimated his opponent and had been caught off guard by the assassin.

The assassin's lightness skill and agility were no less than those of Mo Ya, the strongest assassin in the Nightfall. However, that was all. Ji Wuye was unparalleled in swordsmanship and invincible in physical training. Even if an assassin suddenly appeared, what did he have to fear?

In an instant, fist and sword collided.

Ji Wuye was very confident that his first punch was enough to shatter the assassin's short sword, and his second punch would knock the assassin off the Sparrow Pavilion.

In the instant the fist and sword techniques clashed, a silver light emerged from the assassin's arms and headed straight for him. Ji Wuye hurriedly dodged, but only felt a chill under his nose.

"Fire arrows! Fire arrows!" Ji Wuye hurriedly retreated, touching his upper lip and finding it completely bare; his beard, which he had maintained for many years, had been shaved off.

In an instant, countless arrows shot toward the assassin, but the assassin's figure suddenly rose again, making it impossible to see how he used the momentum.

When the arrow rain caught up with the assassin, it had already exhausted most of its strength and become weak and powerless. The assassin swung his sword into the arrow rain, but he didn't seem to have any more moves. The arrow rain then changed direction and shot downwards.

With the aid of gravity, the arrow traveled even faster than it had come, and in an instant, chaos erupted beneath the Sparrow Pavilion.

"General, there's no need to see me off," the assassin, already atop the Sparrow Pavilion, laughed loudly before disappearing completely into the darkness.

"Investigate! Find out his identity! I'll tear him to pieces!" Ji Wuye, who had already grabbed his battle sword, rushed to the rooftop, watching the assassin disappear into the darkness, filled with nothing but powerless rage.

For so many years, no one has dared to assassinate him; it would be an affront to his authority as a great general.

Soon after, Ji Wuye learned from his subordinates' reports that, apart from a dog that had been kicked to death by an assassin, no one in the entire manor had been injured or killed.

Faced with such a report, Ji Wuye not only did not feel any relief, but his anger intensified. He had realized that the assassins were not there to assassinate him, but to humiliate him.

After all that commotion, only one dog died. The assassin broke into the General's mansion at night and only kicked a dog to death. Doesn't that mean that Ji Wuye is not even as good as a dog?

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